"All right. Sounds good to me." he says, pulling one of his billy clubs and firing a line toward the roof.
He would lead her to the rooftop of St. Mary's Church, the place he often ended up at this time of night on his patrols. He also came here at dawn, before he went home.
He would wait for her to get settled and then smile.
"You look great. What are you doing back in New York? Is everything okay?" he asks.
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